A lunchbreak roleplaying game, based on the In a Wicked Age system¹⁾, using the Wuxia Oracle from Abulafia, and quickly turning into a full blown soap opera.

The current chapter takes place a decade after Rise of the Bandit, in the monastery of the Five Winds, where things have changed quite a bit.

Once the ruthless leader of a gang of outlaws, now the beloved Sensei Supreme to an order of warrior ascetics.

Bolt: With violence, potent. He just runs real fast.

Firewall: With violence, far reaching. The pages of an ancient Grimoire have become embedded in his skin, giving a nasty shock to anything that makes contact with it. …the enraged Imogen tries to stick her fiery claws into his back and pierce his heart with her demonic torture-aura, but alas… Leto's back is protected by one powerful stolen grimoire, and the Imogen's spell backfires upon her increased ten folds. Flames engulf her, her skin bubbles and blackens and she drops silently to the floor… (from Rise of the Bandit)

• The calligrapher, in over his head
• A maker of ink, using unconventional and morally questionable components
• A pygmy virgin filled with blood of th finest color - N!xau Xi
• A ghost who is the calligrapher's biggest and most important client
• The calligrapher's miser of a landlord - Old Missus Chompy

• The team, all using esoteric animal wushu forms:
  • The Sloth - Sloth
  • The Kangaroo
  • The Ostrich
  • The Penguin - Radekard
• Their mutual foe, who also - unknowingly - happens to be their father from separate mothers - Big Daddy
• A detective specializing in finding missing persons, tasked with finding the common foe
• A Martian artist who sculpts living organs

• A powerful wizard, opposing whatever mischief is being served by the pining apparitions - Einshem the Sorcerer
• A voyeur, systematically enjoying the reenactments - Mr. Herbert Cornelius Belvedere
• The owner of the site, trying to get rid of the accursed asset - Old Missus Chompy
• Ghosts, reenacting their grisly murders:
  • The Sloth's older brother, formerly member in a team of martial artists, now reenacting his own grisly murder - Bolo
  • Imogen O'connell
  • Aie Bwau
  • Ng Mui

A voyeur with a fetish of watching reenactments of grisly murders performed by the ghosts of the victims. Hey, everyone needs a hobby.

Tsafoston: For others, far reaching. Can rewind time for a few seconds, which helps him enjoy live porn more thoroughly.

An abusive zoophile metamorph parent.

Die Verwandlung: For myself, far reaching. Can change the shape of his body, or parts thereof, into that of beasts both real and mythical.

A pigmy who has the favor of the gods on anything, besides getting some tail. He is small and virgin.

cocacan: The gods occasionally drop stuff from above, exactly when and where he needs them.

23H a sleep a day, that's the fix. Would be all day if everyone just leave him in peace, meddlesome brats.

The Slowness: Covertly, potent. Through subconscious thought when in deep sleep can come up with the most elaborate plans and schemes that require the least amount of effort on his part. Worst part is to wake up and actually make it happen.

A few words about our Penguin.

Fishslap: With violence, consequential. Beats you up with fish. Painful AND humiliating. Smelly too.

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Round and yellow.

Nightcrawling: Far Reaching, for himself. Can teleport over short distances.

NEW POWER: Yeah fucking yeah

Bereaved passive aggressive mother to Einshem the Sorcerer, and legal owner of his former tower.

Polish Delight: Broad maneuvering and protection. Hand on her poor, poor heart, face shocked, eyes rolled backwards, and a single sentence that makes you realize exactly how awful a son you are.

A cruel demoness, slain by Leto's skulduggery.

Queen of Pain: Potent action. Her limbs fly with exquisite precision to cause her victim the optimal amount of pain. “You don't get it, boy. This isn't a mudhole. It's an operating table. And I'm the surgeon.”

A former promising student, murdered by his best friend, still dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge, albeit in a somewhat cynical way.

Methods of Rationality: Potent maneuvering. Cool headed in the heat of the moment, he matter-of-factly explains how he knew you were gonna do what you did, and was therefore ever so ready for it.

A Sacred Serpent, slain by an overprotective dog in the late stages of her pregnancy, just as she was regaining her eyesight.

Snake Eyes: Far reaching maneuvering. The gaze of those milky dead eyes can change your destiny. Usually for the worst. She stares blindly at the scorpion, feeling the tappings of his feet on the marble floor. The scorpion stops, turns, and walks into the corridor - straight towards the old cleaning lady.

Big Daddy's first born, full brother to Sloth and master of the northern megatherium style.

The Tree Trunk in Breeze: Action, potent. Twirls a gigantic fucking bo. The small man is shouting at the giant. The giant slowly shrugs. Balanced on his shoulders, behind his ox-sized neck, is a tree trunk. The small man pulls out a sword. The giant seems lost in thought, but his ridiculously developed deltoid swells and the trunk groans under the pressure. The small man charges, bellowing a war cry. The giant slightly shifts his hold. The trunk pops and becomes, just for a split second, a blur. The it rests in the giant's grip, covered with blood and brains.

1. Rise of the Bandit

• Einshem